I Like You

Lin Wei walked to the bed and picked up the phone. The battery was almost charged. There were many missed calls and text messages, most of which were from Song Jin.

The content of the message is similar to Song Jin's character, simple and simple.

"Where are you?", "Go home.", "Tomorrow is Monday.", "Your school uniform is at home".

Lin Wei rubbed the words on the screen with her fingers, and finally cut into WeChat and clicked on Jiang Su's portrait.

I want to go to Tsinghua University: Classmate Jiang, are you asleep?

After sending the message, I waited for about four or five minutes, but Jiang Su hadn't been moving.

Lin Wei sighed with regret and disappointment, thinking that she, a person who doesn't really like to be with others, wanted to share her thoughts with others for the first time, but she fell asleep in the end. This is probably in the novel. The kind of so-called miss.

Lin Wei suddenly felt like she was possessed by the heroine. She extinguished the phone screen in melancholy, and said to herself silently, Lin Wei went to sleep, and then was about to close her eyes when the phone rang.

SU: No.

SU: Just taking a shower.

SU: Come here.

Lin Wei was still thinking about how to tell the school bully that she wanted to go to him to tell her heart, but she didn't say anything, the school bully had already said everything.

It was as if the school bully had been waiting for news from her, waiting for her to take the initiative to find him.

Lin Wei's careful thought suddenly became very delicate. She stared at the phone for two seconds. Just about to ask him where he was, another message came in on the screen.

SU: Live next door to you, come here.

"..."

Lin Wei held his head up and looked around Jiangsu's huge bedroom, a little suspect that he had installed surveillance in his own room.

Lin Wei unplugged the charging cable, stepped on slippers, opened the bedroom door, peeked her head out, glanced at the magnificent but empty hallway, and then quietly opened the door a gap and pushed her body out. Go to the next door.

Jiangsu’s house looks big, but in fact there are four houses on each floor.

Each house is equipped with a separate bathroom and dressing room, so don’t waste too much space.

When Lin Wei thought of going to the exhibition room next door, she opened the door and turned around. Looking at Jiang Su's house, she had walked a long way along the corridor before finally finding the door.

The door of Jiangsu was unlocked and closed slightly, and Lin Wei opened it as soon as he pushed it.

He really just took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and was wiping his hair in front of the mirror.

Lin Wei found a sofa and paralyzed it casually.

There is not much difference between the layout of his room and hers, but the decoration style is quite different. This room is probably used to entertain guests at ordinary times. The decoration is very satisfactory, there are no highlights, and there are no differences.

Lin Wei swept around, her eyes fell on Jiang Su's body.

When he was holding a towel and wiping his hair, his arm would be moved along with his shoulder blades without moving his arm.

The lights in his room were all on, the light was a bit bright, and the white T cloth he was wearing was a little thin. From her perspective, he could just faintly see the outline of his waistline.

Narrow waist...

Lin Wei looked down.

Buttocks...

Lin Wei was suddenly thirsty, she looked away from Jiangsu.

After a short while, she couldn't help swallowing.

Oh my God, she is a person who drools when facing a piece of paper, but now she also started facing a real person.

He wiped off his hair, which was half-dry, and threw the towel to the side indiscriminately. He walked over and picked up a seat to sit down: "Is something wrong with me?"

Lin Wei nodded. She didn't expect how to get into the topic. She glanced at the coffee table with only one decoration, and wondered if he and her would have such a dry chat face to face. That would be too embarrassing.

In other TV dramas, when the male and female protagonists are talking late at night, they have red wine.

Last time he was in a bad mood, she took him to her secret base, and she took him to buy some snacks.

Lin Wei slowly turned her gaze back to Jiang Su's face: "Student Jiang, do you have anything to drink at home?"

Jiang Su stood up: "What to drink?"

Lin Wei tilted her head and looked at a painting on his wall that she didn't understand: "Living in this kind of house, we chat in the middle of the night. If we want to chat with feelings, how come we have to come to the Lafite of 82 years Right."

Jiang Su ignored Lin Wei and left in his pocket.

When he went out, Lin Wei shouted: "Student Jiang, remember to bring some more food."

Looking at the door brought by Jiang Su, Lin Wei thought to herself that in her lifetime, she would have experienced the kind of house that everyone said in the online short video where chatting depends on shouting.

After a while, Jiang Su came back.

He took a big bag and threw it on the table.

Lin Wei opened it, and it contained various snacks, many of which were imported.

She turned around, but couldn't find any wine. She looked up: "Student Jiang, where is Lafite in 1982?"

Jiang Su picked up a bottle of Sprite from the bag, hooked the ring with one hand, snapped it away, inserted a straw into it, and pushed it in front of her: "No, only Sprite of 82 years."

"..."

Lin Wei stared at Jiang Su for a few seconds, opened a packet of snacks, and dropped a mouthful in her mouth casually.

Jiang Su lazily leaned on the chair, watching her non-stop eating in her mouth like a little hamster.

He knew that the little girl was thinking about how to start her statement.

He did not speak and waited patiently.

Lin Wei ate half a packet of snacks, tightened the seal little by little, and raised her head to Jiang Su's eyes: "Why don't you ask me what's wrong?"

Jiang Su blinked his eyelids, "Are you in a better mood now?"

"what?"

What he said was endless, and it had nothing to do with what she just asked.

Lin Wei was stunned, and carefully felt her mood at this moment. I can't say that it was particularly good, but it was much better than that in the afternoon. She nodded slowly: "What does this have to do with my mood? relationship."

Eju lowered his head, and brushed his hair that was not completely dry: "Isn't that more important to make you happy?"

The sudden flirt made Lin Wei choked suddenly not knowing what to say.

She stared at him for a while, then silently lowered her head and drank the 82-year-old Sprite: "Then if I have been unhappy, you just keep asking."

Jiang Su said "um", scooped his bangs away, and raised his head to meet her eyes: "Still coaxing."

Lin Wei: "..."

Lin Wei, who was still thinking about gradual progress, was teased by Jiang Su and decided to abandon this gradual process and go straight to the subject.

Otherwise, she would have been cured before she could sell her miserably.

Lin Wei felt that she had a lot to say, and it was a bit trivial. She tangled in her mind for a while, and didn’t tangled it out. First-come-first-come. Finally, she simply thought about where to count and said, “I’ll take me today. That stupid brother was hit."